These colors don’t run

of moments
i chose to skip
of love
i did not speak
captured and caged
the future awaits
into the land
where the sun has set

what is more easier
not to remember 
or to forget

i’ll long for the days

never to come
i’ll write Romy of songs
songs, she shall not listen

Immortalized 
in my book of memories 
the pages shall never be turned
Sacred and safe
where
your colors don’t run.

 

An edited picture of Dhaulagiri range from Khopra Danda

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    1. Such lovely praises, thank you Isha,if you ask me I’d say we all are different and unique and that is why you felt so. I could tell the same about your writings. Thank you once again Isha, your comment is highly appreciated.

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  1. OH MY GOD, Ankit. Love, love, LOVE this sooo very much. Lord. Your beautiful, WIDE OPEN heart will capture a love of the ages someday. Seriously. This is beautiful art on so many levels. What an honor to be let in to such a sacred room. Thank You. ❤️

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